Finding God
When a pound of grief comes our way, we always wonder where God has gone.
He’s still there, you know, we've just momentarily, lost our link to the dawn.
Some say most days are like diamonds, I say they're always full of God’s bling.
How great it seems, depends on how you hold your heart, to the light, to sing.
God's greatness is always there, it’s just how your soul reflects his light.
When you turn to look, deep within you’re soul… All you see is your plight.
Don’t turn your soul away, at these times, don’t turn so deep inside.
God is like the brightest diamond, turn to his light, let his loving light preside.
When someone passes, their memories are buried deep within your grief.
You won’t lose those memories, by looking without and about, for your relief.
Look at all the great changes that person made, in others’ lives and be awed.
These made them a sparkling jewel, where they were literally, the hand of God.
Celebrate the greatness that they became, as they helped those all around.
See the angel they became, and by the glory and beauty that they have found.
Remember it’s how you turn the diamond to reflect the sparkle in God’s light.
God’s greatness and light can always be found, in the darkest of the night.
8-9-2015
Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2014
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